ʀɪᴄʜ ʙᴏʏ ⋆ Jacob Thrombey

⋆𝑔𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇⋆

Y/N froze in place as those two words slipped from his mouth as if they meant nothing. Letting those words out was like dropping a bomb on Y/N's whole world- except that it was less imminent. Jacob said those words as if he were simply throwing and catching a tennis ball, but Y/N knew him better than anyone else and she could tell the words hurt him just as much as they hurt her. Perhaps even more. "You..." He started to repeat, before pausing and looking up at her, eyes filled with the bitter sense of betrayal, "...lied." He finished, ending the sentence harshly before looking at her- waiting for her response.

But what was there to say? "I'm sorry?" Y/N thought alongside a million other replies. But that simple sentence wouldn't cut it. It just wouldn't and she knew that. She was his best friend, his only friend, and everything he knew about her was a lie. Y/N could only try to imagine how he felt, it must have been awful. Funnily enough, despite the fact that Y/N had made every attempt at keeping the lie the apparent truth- she'd never prepared herself for the possibility that one day Jacob might find out. How foolish of her, that outcome was inevitable and she'd had herself wrapped up in a fantasy world where she could lie about her whole existence and run free of the consequences.

"Jacob, I know you must really hate me right now but-"

"But what?" Jacob cut her off, his gaze growing angry. Furious, even. Furious at the betrayal of his best friend, only friend.

"But I thought you'd hate me if you knew the truth! I thought everyone would! Because they used to, at my old school, they really did- they bullied me for it! And- And I didn't want to have to go through all of that again, so I lied. I lied and I'm sorry, Jake, I really am." She practically pleaded and looked at Jacob to see if there was even a glance of sympathy or forgiveness in his eyes but there wasn't.

"You know what I did before I met you, Y/N? I literally just sat in the school bathroom by myself at lunchtimes, I had nobody. Everyone hated me. Maybe I deserved it or something but don't think for one second that I don't know what it's like to have nobody!" Jacob shouted, his voice echoing and bouncing from the walls of the kitchen. "But I'd never lie like that, and if I did, I'd have told you! We've been friends for months, Y/N, you could have just told me sooner and maybe I wouldn't be this hurt!"

Y/N gulped at little at the twinkle of tears in Jacob's eyes. In all of her months of being friends with him, she'd never yet seen him cry- not even when his grandpa died- but there he was, crying right in front of her. "Jake. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lied about the job. I'm sorry I lied about my parents being millionaires. I'm sorry I lied and told you that I live out of town, in a huge house, with my forty-eight servants and corgis and huge fucking garden. But I never wanted to hurt you Jacob, I really never wanted to do that. I just thought you'd think I was worthless if I told you I really live in a tiny little house around the corner from the wreck centre, with my parents gone and my three jobs just to keep myself going!" She paused, looking up at him.

"And- oh god- you're so privileged Jacob! Do you honestly believe you'd have treated me the same if I told you the exact story of my existence? You- with your twitter page dedicated to hating on minorities- would have actually treated me the same? Because you wouldn't have! You wouldn't!"

Jacob looked back at Y/N, his eyes widening a little, the tears falling down his cheeks. But he payed no attention to the tears or the redness around his eyes or the shaking of his hands in his pockets. "Y/N-"

"No! Just- just don't! You know I really thought Walt wouldn't have blabbed about all of this to you but I guess not. I guess some people you really can't trust." Y/N huffed and folded her arms, looking around the room and taking it in. After all it was probably the last time she was ever going to step inside that mansion, she guessed that they wouldn't really want her to come around much anymore after they all knew the truth.

"Y/N... He only told me about the job." Jacob whispered, his voice coming at an unintentional hush, physically not being able to make it louder. The shock of the passed minute had tightened his throat up to the point where his voice was a hoarse groan.

Y/N looked back at him quickly, her eyes widening with realisation. He... he only knew about that job? She felt her bones stiffen and muscles tighten as she looked at the increasing level of shock on Jacob's face. Had she- Had she just told him everything? Without any reason at all, without any-

What was Jacob going to say now? If he was that strung up about a simple job at the dry-cleaners then how mad was he going to be now? Now that he knew she was lying about absolutely everything? Well that was it, that was over.

"I'm... I'm sorry about your parents." Jacob muttered, touching her shoulder gently before walking passed Y/N and quickly leaving the kitchen. His eyes filling with more tears as he shut the door behind him. Even though his voice was nothing more than a whisper, his words were definite. He really was sorry. 

But his anger outgrew the sympathy.

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